Lord until the sun goes down, 'till it goes down. It's all night pourin', pourin', pourin', Ran into a rainstorm, I ducked back into Novato. That's why if you please, I am on my bendin knees, Heard a voice al callin', Lord you was commin' after me. I had a feelin' I was fallin', fallin', fallin', Try to see what's goin' down, try to read between the lines That's why if you please, I am on my bendin' knees,īertha don't you come around here anymore.ĭressed myself in green, I went down unto the sea. Run around the corner, corner, Lord run smack in to a tree. I had a run in, run around, and run down. Lord I want to be a Christian Lord, lay some Soul upon my Heart Lord, Lord, Lord, Youve really been good to me Lord Most High Lord of the Harvest Lord our God Lord prepare me to be a Sanctuary Lord reign in me Lord remember me Lord send me Lord send me anywhere Lord speak to me Lord, take first Place Lord You are. I was all night running, running, Lord I wonder if you care, I had a hard run, runnin' from your window. I told Althea I'm a roving son, and I was born to be a bachelor.Īlthea told me, okay, that's fine, so now I'm trying to catch her.Ĭan't talk to you without talking to me, we're guilty of the same old thing.īeen talking alot about less and less and forgetting the love we bring. This space is getting hot, you know this space is getting hot. In short the lyrics describe the life and death journey the two paths we can take, doing. There are things you can replace, and others you cannot. Thats why I believe the lyrics in the song are not mysterious at all. Gonna want a bed to lay your head and a little sympathy. When the smoke has cleared, she said, that's what she said to me. It is because of those people, along with the food, the landscape, and the music that I am forever a southerner and proud to be. Loose with the truth, baby, it's your fire, but baby don't get burned. Honest to the point of recklessness, self-centered in the extreme.Īin't nobody messing with you, but you, your friends are getting most concerned. You may meet the fate on Ophelia, sleeping and penchence to dream. ![]() You may be a clown in the burying ground, or just another pretty face. John Mason Good Above all we must realize that each of us makes. It is a running stream, not a stagnant pool. You may be Saturday's child, all alone, moving with a tinge of grace. Daniel Goleman Happiness consists in activity. I told Althea that treachery was tearing me limb from limb.Īlthea told me better cool down boy, settle back, easy Jim. I told Althea I was feeling lost, lacking in some direction.Īlthea told me upon scrutiny that my back might need protection.
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